We all travel life’s journey in unique ways. Approaching and dealing with day to day existence in a multitude of various situations, we are, or become, pragmatic, idealistic, unrealistic, neurotic, erratic, hysteric, misguided, imaginative, philosophical, fickle, unreasonable, illogical, impractical, unpredictable . . . the list is endless.
Every campsite we have ever stayed on has been unique too. Set up, organised and run by their unique owners. Some with a vision. Others with a passion. Some eager to take care of the roaming flock that daily enters through their gates. Nothing being too much trouble. Others with a laissez-faire attitude. “Just get on with it, will you?” Cold or hot, lukewarm or indifferent, as MOHOmers you have to quickly adjust to these idiosyncratic site’s systems, put in place, more often than not, by owners of good intention. Pragmatism is key.
It’s a glorious sunny Friday evening that finds us pitched up on a Huttopia site, within a 2K walk from Strasbourg. A previously, aimed for, and missed destination. Another uneventful drive, that has given ample opportunity to remember the increasing number of items we usually pack, but haven’t! Doh!! At our age, being philosophical with a touch of self-forgiveness is key.
Druivenland Camping, just south of Brussels, where our one euro purchase of a freezing cold shower, taught us it sometimes pays to gently complain and avoid any signs of hysteria. The very sympathetic owner, keen to make things right for us, discovered the problem lay with a blown fuse, and was grateful to be told.
Siersburg Camping, a beautifully located site in Germany, provided an all time first. A fully computerised sign in and payment system. ‘It’ failed to point out (or did we fail to realise?) that not only our electric MOHO plug in, but also our showers, were controlled by the single contactless card, that the on-wall console coughed out. So when we both went for a shower after dinner, cutting the card in half was not an option. Later, the cold response by the owner to our conundrum, implied a touch of neurosis on our part. Fully justified at 11pm, when our allocated 40KW of MOHO power dissipated into the night’s ether.
Camping Siersburg – one of Beastie’s favourite riverside spots . . .
Provides a picture postcard view . . . 